I am madly in love with a ghost

I am consumed with longings for an apparition

Intoxicated by my own imagining

Haunted by alternate endings

I am infinitely infatuated with a phantom

Restless for a requiem

I am withering in a perpetual purgatory

Manic for the manifestation of my expectations

On cold nights I wrap myself in these… false memories

Seduce myself to save my sanity

 Then weep for the man I thought he was

A ghost I still pray to visit me

-a.duncan 2016


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Amor et melle et felle est fecundissimus || Love is rich with both honey and venom

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